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Birth of misery!


Submitted:Aug 13, 2008    Reads: 107    Comments: 4    Likes: 4   


I stood by the waterfall
Sounds from the hill to me they call
My tears have fuelled the rains for ages
My words on innumerable pages
Standing on the cliff to take the final plunge
I look back once and lunge
The fall is deep and long
All that once seemed right now seem wrong
Heart is numb and gone
Out of my pain the word misery was born.




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